Piano in the Lobby

Sat in the bar with at the Sheraton here in Dallas tonight before going to dinner and a guest had decided to play the piano for fun. It wasn't fun.

I need a long post to get my thoughts out, but it is one that likely will not see posting. But the black and white, the notes echoing in the lobby, how Dallas fits into who and where I am today, and the swirls of emotion about today, tomorrow, yesterday and everything else -- they all add up to the need to purge some thoughts and that needs to be my work in the coming days, and be strong enough to figure it all out.